Worlds without end the emptiest parts of the life span crows and ravens prey on
frozen, hungry brown bears as if it could smash through solid rock
an eye on some freakist, million-to-one
Thursday, November 03, 2011
-------------- these walls come out of the eyes out of beauty so that you will know their threats shadow stamping on last embers in a hallucinated field paths on each side going down to the projected river
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